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Not Captain America

If you're ever part of secret government testing or your irradiated with cosmic power or you fall into a vat of mysteriously glowing chemicals you don't get superpowers you're not bulletproof your spidey senses won't tingle you won't be nine feet tall and made of stone you won't move things with your mind or tear your shirt when you get mad no blades to snikt from your knuckles no eye lasers no supersonic screams you'll get sick lose all your hair cough up blood liver will fail yellow skin sunken eyes Eventually you won't wake up and maybe your girlfriend will cry.
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adam-pierce-critchley
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Aug 8, 2010
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